UWF: Mock Draft IV
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Christ, I can't decide. Ideally, I want someone with above average technical ability that isn't associated with the WWE in 2003. I'm leaning towards Somoa Joe. But Joe/Lesnar, Joe/HHH... are these really big money matches? I suppose the first would be under the right circumstances but the latter perplexes me.
Well then don't pick him. Save him for me later lol
Good choice, I was gonna pick him next if you didn't, but you already did HHH/Punk in MD3. Do you think it would be worth repeating again?
.. I should just quit now...As the lights come up on another draft for the LWE, Edge's music is playing as he marches to the ring, fire in his eyes. The newest draft pick for LWE appears to be somewhat eager to find out who will join the ranks of the LWE next. He grabs up a microphone, and his music cuts off. He stands centre of the ring, and faces the ramp, directing his speech straight at Shane O'Mac.
"Listen up... So far, we've got an old man trying to prove he can still go, and a babykiller who probably scouring the crowd for his next victim. This is the kind of quality I have on my roster. As far as I'm concerned, I don't care who the next misfit to join this godforsaken brand is, I just want Shane McMahon to do the right thing, come out here and award me the LWE Championship!"
Edge throws his microphone down, and faces the ramp, beckoning for Shane to come out to the ring. Sure enough, "Here Comes The Money" blasts out over the titantron, and Shane walks out holding an impressive title belt in his hand, complete with a centre plate that... is completly stationary. He gets to the ring, holding the belt in his hand. Edge greadily reaches out... and a hook lowers from the ceiling of the NIA. Shane wordlessly hangs the belt onto it, and steps back. Just as Edge reaches for the belt, it jerks upwards quickly, out of his reach. Shane takes up a mic, and speaks.
"Edge, you'd better get used to that sight. You see, at LWE's first pay-per-view, A Night To Remember, that's what it's gonna be. The LWE title hanging high above the ring. Yes, the title will be on the line in a four way ladder match! The participants? Well, that's simple. Chris Benoit, Edge, and two more men who are very experienced with ladders. The first? This man!"
Jeff Hardy's music blasts out and the fans go wild, giving him the rockstar reception as he charges down to the ring. He gets in the ring, and stares straight into the face of Edge. The two men go nose to nose. Suddenly, Benoit hops over the security barrier (look at that, he really was in the crowd) and goes straight into the ring. Edge backs off... then grabs Hardy from behind and shoves him into Benoit. Benoit gets knocked to the ring mat, and Hardy turns dazed into a spear. Edge quickly rolls out of the ring, heading up the ramp. He faces back into the ring, staring at Benoit. Suddenly, the crowd bursts into yet more rampant cheers. Edge is backing up the ramp, so what he hasn't seen is the man who has walked out of the tunnel (oh yes, LWE has a tunnel) and is now staring straight into the back of his head. Edge senses something, and slowly turns round. There, now looking into the eyes of the man who was once as close to him as a brother, is Christian Cage. Edge backs off rapidly, falling down in his haste to back away from Cage. Cage still just stares, eyes empty and emotionless. Then, without another word, he turns and walks away down the tunnel.
"Listen up... So far, we've got an old man trying to prove he can still go, and a babykiller who probably scouring the crowd for his next victim. This is the kind of quality I have on my roster. As far as I'm concerned, I don't care who the next misfit to join this godforsaken brand is, I just want Shane McMahon to do the right thing, come out here and award me the LWE Championship!"
Edge throws his microphone down, and faces the ramp, beckoning for Shane to come out to the ring. Sure enough, "Here Comes The Money" blasts out over the titantron, and Shane walks out holding an impressive title belt in his hand, complete with a centre plate that... is completly stationary. He gets to the ring, holding the belt in his hand. Edge greadily reaches out... and a hook lowers from the ceiling of the NIA. Shane wordlessly hangs the belt onto it, and steps back. Just as Edge reaches for the belt, it jerks upwards quickly, out of his reach. Shane takes up a mic, and speaks.
"Edge, you'd better get used to that sight. You see, at LWE's first pay-per-view, A Night To Remember, that's what it's gonna be. The LWE title hanging high above the ring. Yes, the title will be on the line in a four way ladder match! The participants? Well, that's simple. Chris Benoit, Edge, and two more men who are very experienced with ladders. The first? This man!"
Jeff Hardy's music blasts out and the fans go wild, giving him the rockstar reception as he charges down to the ring. He gets in the ring, and stares straight into the face of Edge. The two men go nose to nose. Suddenly, Benoit hops over the security barrier (look at that, he really was in the crowd) and goes straight into the ring. Edge backs off... then grabs Hardy from behind and shoves him into Benoit. Benoit gets knocked to the ring mat, and Hardy turns dazed into a spear. Edge quickly rolls out of the ring, heading up the ramp. He faces back into the ring, staring at Benoit. Suddenly, the crowd bursts into yet more rampant cheers. Edge is backing up the ramp, so what he hasn't seen is the man who has walked out of the tunnel (oh yes, LWE has a tunnel) and is now staring straight into the back of his head. Edge senses something, and slowly turns round. There, now looking into the eyes of the man who was once as close to him as a brother, is Christian Cage. Edge backs off rapidly, falling down in his haste to back away from Cage. Cage still just stares, eyes empty and emotionless. Then, without another word, he turns and walks away down the tunnel.
Jeff Hardy? I think I'm better off with my ROH talent thank you very much. Sorry, it's just in fashion. And get a real console while you're at it. Or an HDTV and some Blu-rays, it's your choice.
I guess it's time for my next pick, but I'll need a little while to think it over.
I guess it's time for my next pick, but I'll need a little while to think it over.
His matches with Abyss are good. The two are a perfect match. A blood-letting monster and an underdog spot monkey. That's not an insult to Jeff Hardy, I actually did enjoy their matches. My next pick:
Alex Shelley
I know this pick might be ridiculed as the guy hasn't done anything yet but, quite frankly, he's been the best up-and-comer for years now. Image, charisma, technique, agility, even popularity, the guy has it all. It's a shame he's paired with Chris Sabin, as great as the Guns are.
Alex Shelley
I know this pick might be ridiculed as the guy hasn't done anything yet but, quite frankly, he's been the best up-and-comer for years now. Image, charisma, technique, agility, even popularity, the guy has it all. It's a shame he's paired with Chris Sabin, as great as the Guns are.
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